By the Soul River, as the Bony Great Hand wreathed in Gray Mist descended, a tremendous sound rang out through the Void. The Myriad Heavens trembled and shattered.
Yan Kuan extended one hand, leaving a faint trail through time and space. It was not especially distinct, yet it truly existed. His hand descended extremely slowly, seeming calm and measured, yet no one could evade or escape it. It struck directly at the Bony Great Hand.
Amid a series of cracking sounds, the bones of the great hand that had appeared earlier shattered and collapsed. Yan Kuan blew it apart with one hand, then his palm continued pressing toward the source of the Bony Great Hand, as though he intended to strike into its very lair and settle the score.
As Yan Kuan's palm swept past, streak after streak of golden marks remained in the Void, like Great Dao Patterns—sacred and crystalline—while light rain drifted down. Wherever that hand passed, a trail of Golden Light was left behind, impossible to erase. In an instant, it reached the gateway through which the Bony Great Hand had emerged.
"Rumble!"
All Heavens thundered violently and trembled without cease, as though they were about to fall. The barriers of countless great worlds, along with the regions connected to Chaos, all cracked apart, as if they were about to pierce through every corner of All Heavens.
Yan Kuan's palm left Golden Light across the heavens and did the same within Chaos. It reached deep into a hazy place, causing it to crack and collapse, as though he truly intended to completely destroy the Main Sacrificial Ground.
A terrifying scene unfolded within the Soul River. The Main Sacrificial Ground, which had presided over the extinction of countless living beings throughout the Myriad Heavens time and time again,